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Dr. Carl Miller: Listen, I'm afraid I have a bit of bad news for you, old girl. Dr. Joyce Reardon: I'm not old. Not yet, anyway. And I am most certainly not your girl. Dr. Carl Miller: The Executive Committee's been in session regarding tenure. Dr. Joyce Reardon: What? Why? No one in the Department is up for tenure. The only thing they could... [realizes] You really are a bastard. Dr. Carl Miller: The Committee voted 5-2 to revoke your tenure. We tried to contact you so you could attend the meeting; you'll find a message on your machine, if you'll just check- actually, I'm surprised the spirits didn't tell you. See, the general consensus is, it's time to stop the silliness. Dr. Joyce Reardon: I will fight you every step of the process- Dr. Carl Miller: Of course, and you'll lose. Your days of haunting the Wimser Psychology Department... common phrase... aren't quite over, but I'm happy to say, they're numbered. Dr. Joyce Reardon: When I come back from Rose Red with proof- Dr. Carl Mill

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Bolinger: Hey, I thought this place was empty. Sukeena: You would be Mr. Bolinger? The reporter. Bolinger: Yeah, I'm Bolinger, but how did you know? Sukeena: Come in, sir. You were expected. This way.

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Janitor: Hey, Professor, what you doing here? Dr. Miller: Minding my business, as I hope you will yours. [pulls in frustration on his office door, forgetting he had locked it] Who locked this door?! Janitor: I imagine you locked it yourself, Professor. It being your office.

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Nick: That's the wine cellar. Isn't it marvelous? The door was open when I came down. Haven't you seen it before? Steve: No. Nick: Rose Red hasn't just woken up, it's "House & Garden"'s version of Frankenstein's monster. Steve: That's ridiculous. Nick: Is it? Listen. Steve: You heard much of that? Nick: Enough to worry me. Bollinger's persistent nonappearance worries me, too. You would think, if he was still here, and alive, we'd have run into him by now, don't you? Steve: I don't know. Nick: The longer we go without reporting his disappearance, the more peculiar our position is if he turns up dead, or doesn't turn up at all. Steve: [looks at the champagne bottle Nick brought from the cellar] Dom Perignon, 1949. A very good year. Nick: In my experience they're all good years. Pull the cork, Steve. [Steve does] Will you wet your whistle? Steve: It's a little early for me. Nick: Cheers. Steve: Cheers. Nick: You know, this place is feeding off us. And although I'm sure it finds us all...

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Sukeena: Sir? Pardon me, sir. Are you here for Mr. Bollinger? Dr. Miller: [startled] Oh, yes... Bolinger's here? Sukeena: Waiting for you in the solarium, sir. If you're Professor Miller, that is. Dr. Miller: He's all right? Not hurt, or... Sukeena: I believe he is impatient to go home, but other than that he is quite well. Dr. Miller: It's Rimbauer. [looks around, bewildered] What is going on?! Sukeena: I'm sure I cannot say, sir. Miss Reardon's party seems rather... rambunctious. Dr. Miller: Does it indeed? Take me to Bollinger. Sukeena: Right away, sir.

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Emery: That's Momma's little scoot-about. Sister: That's what? Emery: Momma's little scoot-about. Sometimes we scoot-about for ice cream and sometimes we scoot-about to the movies... don't look at me like that.

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Emery: You know as much as I do. Tell them the rest. Joyce: Tell us he's insane, start with that. Nick: But he's not. Why bring psychics, telekinetics and automatic writers here, anyway? It was to recharge a cell that was never dead, merely dormant. And we have all played our part, I think. But Annie has been key. But what Emery doesn't understand is that Steve has been key too. Joyce: Steve's about as psychic as a ham sandwich. Nick: Please be quiet, Joyce. Joyce: Don't you tell me to shut up. How dare you? Cathy: He asked you to be quiet. And do it, please! I want to hear this. Nick: Everyone has some psychic capacity. I've read your books and articles. You used to know that, before all this psychic superstar infatuation stuff. I know Miller isn't the only imagination-challenged idiot you've had to deal with. But you've become blinded, misguided. Joyce: I have not become blinded. Nick: Whatever Steve's psychic ability in the outside world, here in Rose Red, it's amplified to the powe

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Emery: Want to play a game, Annie? You take five real deep breaths, squat down, blow on your thumbs. You'll get all floaty, then you'll go to the North Pole with Santa Claus. The rest of us, meanwhile... Cathy: Stop it! Emery: ...We'll scurry out of here like the good little mice we are. Cathy: It's not funny! Emery: Neither is this! Tell you what, let's find some dry cleaning bags to wrap her up until she passes out, or pinch her nose shut. And you? You're the utility infielder on this team. Knock her out with your mind. Five minutes would be enough for us to make like bees and buzz. Hell, three.

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Nick: I beg your pardon. Would you mind awfully letting her go? Kay Waterman: [looks at Nick but doesn't stop] AAAAAAAHHHHHH! Nick: I guess not.  [takes out a billiards ball, throws it at Mrs. Waterman, knocking her out]  Are you all right? Cathy: [gasping] I think so- but, what about her? Nick: You really are a good Christian, aren't you?

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Kay Waterman: YOU KILLED MY BOY! Cathy: No, we didn't. Why would we do something like that? Kay Waterman: Liar! Limey jack-taw! Nick: Limey jack-taw! I've been called many things, but never that.

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Kay Waterman: You took my Emers. Bolinger: Say cheese. Joyce: No! Stay away from me! Kay Waterman: He's gone. Dr. Miller: You were right, Joyce. I apologize. There is another world. It's quite wonderful. Nick: Joyce. Vic: I'll show you the garden. There's lots to investigate. Dr. Miller: And the best part is, you never have to leave.